Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and the sudden increase in her head made her headache so severe that it was about to explode.
Qin Shuwan curled up on the bed like a shrimp. The pain finally passed and she lay on the bed, feeling like she had no desire to live.
Yesterday was the wedding of my best friend and her brother. I was busy all day running around for them. When I got back to my cozy home, I fell asleep.
But I never expected that after waking up from a sleep, I would find myself in a different time and space, with a different identity.
It is 1970. The original owner has the same name and surname as her, also called Qin Shuwan. She is the youngest daughter in the family and has two older brothers, the eldest brother Qin Shuxu and the second brother Qin Shuyang.
The original owner's father was named Qin Ming, an engineer at a machinery factory, and his mother Shu Yue was an accountant at a supply and marketing cooperative.
The original owner just turned 17 last month, on August 15th, and is now in the second year of high school. The school and the original owner's home are at opposite ends of the city.
After entering high school, the original owner chose to live on campus. On Monday morning, her father or brother would take her to school and pick her up on Friday afternoon.
Yesterday afternoon, the original owner had a fever, so he asked for leave from his teacher. He walked for almost an hour, and before he even stepped into the house, he heard a piece of shocking news.
The original owner didn't even dare to enter the house. He was worried and scared all the way. He returned to school in a daze, and when he woke up, he had become himself.
Qin Shuwan touched her burning forehead. Was the original owner scared to death by the news she heard, or did she die of a fever?
He licked his dry lips, propped himself up and climbed up, moved to the other side of the bed, picked up the teacup of hot water on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.
The feeling of my throat smoking has eased a lot, but I still feel dizzy, weak and limp.
Qin Shuwan lay back on the bed again, not knowing what happened to her. Her brother and his best friend had just gotten married when she died. She didn't know if it would leave any shadow on them.
And mom and dad, your little cotton-padded jacket is still alive, you must take care of your health!
Thinking of her parents, Qin Shuwan's tears flowed down her eyes and into her hair.
"Wow, mom and dad, I miss you so much. I want to go home. Mom, I want to go home, woooo!"
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